The story of my fractured rib leads to the fig leaves of Adam and Eve, which then brings up fear and bullies (among other things), and concludes with why I don’t like going to confession and why that makes it so good. Phew.
“May each person suffering from participation in abortion find forgiveness, hope, and healing in Christ.” (See full details for this day’s intention and reflection.) If we know that abortion is … Continue Reading Novena for Life Day Two
This poetic prayer, which came to me not long ago, seems appropriate to share with the upcoming Feasts of All Saints and All Souls, as well as the impending US … Continue Reading Pearls
What is love? Our words can confuse the answer. I say: I love cheesecake; I love my family and friends; I love writing; I love watching football; I love God. … Continue Reading Are you loved?
As I was heading out of church, I knew. I am healed. It didn’t come like a bolt out of the blue or a disembodied voice, or like some televangelist … Continue Reading Good News
This is a message that I plan to leave behind for my loved ones… and so… for everyone. Yesterday, April 6th, I celebrated a milestone birthday – but, really, every … Continue Reading When I Die